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Afghanistan
04:48
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As Afghan musicians are silenced and beaten
And women flogged into submission and veil
As gay men are tortured by gun toting fascists
I’m taking you back to the old hippy trail
That was the Afghanistan of the Seventies
Left wing ideas were being spread fast
By young angry students and workers in cities
Opposed by a countryside stuck in the past
The radical hippies of Europe were visiting
Marx, feminism and land rights in tow
And urban Afghanistan made revolution
But rural Afghanistan rose and said no
Young radical teachers went into the countryside
Ordering mullahs to let the girls learn
They had their throats cut, acid thrown in their faces -
Their comrades attacked elders’ homes in return.
The civil war became increasingly brutal
The communists, split, looked to Russia for aid
Brzezinski and Carter saw an opportunity
Funds were established and contacts were made
They financed the torture and murder of teachers
Denial of learning and burning of schools
The thugs who’d one day be behind 9/11
Were funded and trained as America’s tools
Their aim was to force Soviet intervention
Get Russia involved in its own Vietnam
The fact that these ‘allies’ all hated the U.S.
Was simply ignored in this cynical plan
Most Afghan communists welcomed the Russians
Which cost them support in a proud sovereign nation
And our media called Islamist terrorists ‘heroes’
‘Brave fighters opposing a Red occupation’
There followed ten years of unspeakable stalemate
The US and Russia both sharing the blame
Then Gorbachev oversaw Soviet withdrawal
But warlords still fought till the Taliban came
The peace that they brought was the still of oblivion
For women, for thinkers, for music, for life
Then came 9/11 and US invasion
A new occupier, the same brutal strife
The irony was that this time the Americans
Built schools for girls, didn’t finance destruction
And life in the cities got better for many
With hopes of renewal, rebirth, reconstruction
But the countryside remained a hive of reaction
The Taliban fled but they quickly returned
Again they spread hatred disguised as religion
Once more teachers tortured, once more schools were burned
And now the Americans flee like the Russians
And Taliban thugs commit hideous crimes
I can’t help but wonder just what would have happened
If the Yanks hadn’t financed them in former times
Imagine how different our world would be now
If the secular socialist teachers had won
And the founders of Taliban and Al Qaeda
Had been vanquished before they had even begun.
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CHORUS
This little rap’s here to inspire us
Not to get coronavirus
Lady Gaga, Miley Cyrus
They don’t want Coronavirus
It’s a disease coming on the breeze
You'll be on your knees with just one sneeze
It’s a disease coming on the breeze
Listen to those Daleks please...
VACCINATE! VACCINATE!
Bloody hell! It’s a pandemic
Running through the world at a rate systemic
Let me spell out my position
I’m 64 with a lung condition
Let’s all work hard to avoid it
Till researchers have destroyed it
Don’t get cranky, don’t be a fogey -
Use that hanky, bin that bogey!
CHORUS
Please be kind and give assistance
Always do it at a distance
Get your normal shopping done -
There’s enough for everyone
Panic buying? Stupid caper.
Put back all that toilet paper.
What a really crap idea.
Just chill out and have a beer!
CHORUS
New dance called the Pontius Pilate
Time we all learned to freestyle it
Water, hands and a bar of soap -
Clean under a microscope
No, don’t scratch your dirty bridge
Then go down and raid the fridge
Please keep safe and please keep well.
CORONOVIRUS – GO TO HELL...
CHORUS
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NO FASCISTS IN WORTHING
Worthing Tories thought we were nasty
To expose a councillor who talked like a Nazi
He was a fascist but he wore sharp suits
No face tattoos, no twelve hole bovver boots
He's rather have a nice Jimmy Choo bag
Than a Skrewdriver T shirt and a glue bag
But we got organised and it's no mystery
He's just said hello to the dustbin of history
Chorus
No fascists in Worthing
That's what we all say
It's different from the Eighties
So we'll try another way
But whatever they dress like
And wherever they go
One word for the fascists
And that word is no
No fascists in Worthing
Years ago they were street fighters
And they ended up pavement biters
Lewisham, Hatfield, Brick Lane, Waterloo
We just did what we knew we had to do
They still try intimidation
But now it's all about infiltration
The Tory Party is crawling with them
And plenty there are happy to forgive them
Chorus
No fascists in Worthing
That's what we all say
It's different from the Eighties
So we'll try another way
But don't get complacent
Always stay aware
No fascists in Worthing
No fascists anywhere
No fascists in Worthing!
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Attila the Stockbroker Southwick, UK
Attila the Stockbroker. 40 years of hard hitting social surrealist spoken word and punk rock tinged with early music. 8 books of poetry, autobiography, 40 CDs/LPs, 3500 gigs in 24 countries...a long life earning his living doing what he loves. 'Heart on my Sleeve', a 40th anniversary LP is just out, and his Collected Works will be published by Cherry Red Books later this year. ... more
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